The Ringmaster Lyrics

The Ringmaster raises his plastic batton

And all things go his way

The show has been thoroughly rehearsed

The audience pays up, enjoys, and files home

Late at night, while resting in his cage

The troubadour hatched a plan

To step onto the world's stage

To take a trek with Bear to the forest and the mountains

To dabble in his tunes, near the waters of a fountain

The show went on the very next day, but Bear had fallen ill

The troubadour said, "Not to worry, we'll carry out the plan still"

And so they did and made their way, past the boxes and the hay

But a porter saw them wanderin' there

And called The Ringmaster, who was unaware

He snatched the troubadour, but the bear made a viscous attack

Sending the old Ringmaster deep into the black

And his blood was everywhere, when the guards they did arrive

Shot the bear in the chest, so she did not survive

It was several weeks before the dust had finally settled

And once it had, a new Ringmaster arrived

He wasn't one to fool around

His methods were harsh, bringing the animals to their knees

For when animals rebel, tyranny always takes control

Revolution very well may be a fiercesome beast

But the wake of rebellion is a death of dreams

To say the least

This is not the end of the story told within

In time, the animals were spared

Such treatment became known to be wholly unfair

And circuses disbanded, performers going separate ways

To the jungle all around

Where the highways are found

And clowns do clerical work, for money in chains

If you wish to rearrange it all

Take it up with the King

I hear he's quite the Ringmaster